On this day of unbridled amore, I offer my lifelong love affair with running… As a runner who’s been running longer than most of you have been alive, I frequently get asked why I run. Grandma runs, y’all. (* or Choochie, as I’m called of late…is this the name that’s gonna stick?!) Folks who know …
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Dear Sweet E, One year? One year?! ONE YEAR! Our sweet little puddin’ pie (that’s you!) is 1-year-old today! I’m stunned how fast this year has passed. You’d think as a mom I’d know how quickly time would fly, but I’ll tell you something: you forget about these things when your kiddos reach a certain …
If you don’t like coffee, you may as well click out now, or stick around and let this post be your gateway drug. Dang, that sounded a little skeevy and dealer-esque. You know, like, “Hey little girl/boy. Want some coffee?” But, seriously. Want some coffee? Or at least a line on something new to add …
I am not a fan of cold weather and if at all possible, I won’t run in the cold (under 50°). Thankfully, I currently live in an area where we get a few days of warmish weather mixed in with the cold, so I can get out occasionally. It’s those interspersed warm days that save …
Attention All Brownie Lovers: Get your brownie lurv here! I think we all know how I feel about brownies and all things brownie. To refresh your memories, check it HERE, HERE, HERE, HERE and HERE. Dadgum, that’s a lot of brownie lurv! I was feeling all Valentiney and wondering what might be a fun way …
The Run For Your Life series continues! Catch up here: Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four, Running injury? Let’s talk about how to cope when an injury either curtails your running schedule or completely interrupts your ability to run. I am currently suffering through a training-ending injury. The ligament that runs along my …
To avoid criticism say nothing, do nothing, be nothing. ~ Aristotle Guess he told us. We all know that constructive criticism can empower, just as destructive criticism can crush. I’m speaking to the second of these. When you’re entrenched in what you’re creating, or trying like hell to create, inevitably critics will come along and …
Temporarily and briefly suffering sadness for no apparent reason makes me a walking definition of melancholy. It happens so rarely that when it takes its leave, it has the ability to switch off my intense memory of it, only to switch it back on when it returns. Oh, yes. I remember you. I looked over …
I cook lots. For the sake of this post, I’m speaking to volume as opposed to frequency, which I also do; I cook L-O-T-S. When I was a kid, The German wouldn’t let anyone in her kitchen, although I can’t complain because she mostly made German fare and who would want to mess up that …
Oh, my babies. I’m here to tell you a harrowing tale. Well, maybe not a harrowing tale, but notably painful, as my butt hurts from all the sitting and researching I’ve been doing on the subject of using other’s work, namely images, on your site. It all started with this post: Blogger Beware: You CAN …